After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 334 When visiting the Great Castle, Chad is surprisingly ugly

Lyra froze slightly.

She was not here to meet her future mother-in-law, so why should she dress up?

But scrupulously, she had to continue to talk to Anthony, so she just said politely, "I didn't bring many clothes with me this time when I went abroad. And I didn't have anything more suitable." Listening to her explanation, the loss in Anthony's eyes gradually faded and turned a bit chagrined.

"I'm sorry. It's my negligence. I should have prepared the right dress for you in advance. Lyra, don't be angry with me. It won't happen next time."

Lyra looked away, "It's okay. No need to apologize."

"Come on. Let's go in first. I'll show you around. I'll have the gown delivered by noon, and then we'll go to my mother's place for lunch."

Anthony smiled, looked deeply and obsessively into her face, and offered to take her hand.

Before he could touch her, Lyra wrinkled her brows slightly, and her right hand reacted instinctively to dodge back.

This action was as if to stimulate Anthony's sensitive nerve.

He rushed forward and grabbed Lyra by her chin.

"We're getting married soon. And you're so resistant to me? Why Malcolm can kiss you in the public, but I can't even hold your hand?"

"We haven't gotten married. We don't have any relationship. Who gives you the right to hold my hand in the public?" Lyra's cold eyes glared back at him without showing any weakness.

Chad, who was about to get out of the car, saw this scene and decided to step forward and grabbed his wrist, "Let go! Don't hurt her!"

Anthony then let go of Lyra's chin, but his wrist was still clutched tightly by Chad. He broke free twice without success.

"You're the bodyguard Lyra brought here this time?"

Chad went out today with a disguise. There was a large red birthmark on his left cheek, a large black mole on the right outer corner of his eye and dense red acne on his whole face. With makeup, he even made his bridge of nose high and tip of nose upturned.

Anthony didn't recognize him because he looked a little bit ugly.

When Anthony stared straight at him, Chad was calm and collected, "Yes, Mr. Lance. I'm Fourteen, Miss's bodyguard."

Anthony took one look and then withdrew his gaze, looking away from Chad's ugly face.

He looked at Lyra with a bit of suspicion, "Lyra, you have always been very demanding about the appearance of your bodyguards. When do your taste change and replace such an ugly looking guy?" Lyra looked at Chad as well. Indeed, he was too ugly now.

"He is not so ugly. He got so many pimples on his face because he is not comfortable with the climate here. Although he does not look good, he has great body shape. And he's talented. You can't underestimate him."

Anthony ignored Chad's face but looked at his body below his neck. And his tone was a little bit envious.

"His boy proportion is okay, but there are plenty of men with good bodies. Besides, you haven't seen him undress, so maybe he doesn't even have abs."

Surrounded by the two people who were discussing his body shape, Chad lowered his head and felt a little bit embarrassed.

He quietly touched his abdomen and let out a long breath.

Fortunately, his boss was not here. If his boss knew that Miss Lyra praised his body, his boss would be jealous and then he would be sent far away to dig coal. And his boss would never let Miss Lyra see him. Seeing that Anthony's attention was completely on Chad, Lyra changed the subject, "I'm tired of standing around. Let's go."

Without waiting for Anthony to answer, she took the lead and walked ahead to avoid Anthony trying to take her hand again. Chad quickly followed up.

Most of the European-style buildings were mainly white and gold, solemn and dignified, with tile frescoes on the walls.

Anthony was side by side with Lyra, showing her around and explaining her about the buildings.

"I have the privilege order given by my mother. Except the King's chamber, study, Congress Hall and so on, you can come and go other places as you please."

Lyra raised her eyebrows curiously, "But I want to visit the king's chamber to see the bed he sleeps in. What is the difference from ours?"

Anthony looked serious as he gently scolded, "Lyra, stop it."

"Okay, if you don't allow me to go there, then I'll just give up. I'm a little tired of walking. I want to take a break."

"Then I'll take you to the Arzew Palace. I live there temporarily. I'll have the gown delivered there as well."

Lyra nodded her head, and glanced quietly at Chad.

Chad immediately frowned and covered his stomach, looking painful, "Miss, Mr. Lance, I don't feel well in my stomach. I want to go to the toilet, can I?"

Lyra: "If I have known you're not acclimatized so badly, I shouldn't have taken you out today. Hurry back."

"Yes, Miss."

"Wait, stand still!"

Chad had just turned his head when Anthony called out to him.

He had to turn around. His face turned red by holding the stomachache back, "Mr. Lance?"

Anthony's blue eyes narrowed slightly, "There is a bathroom in Arzew Palace. You can hold out a little longer."

"Huh?"

Chad covered his stomach and stamped his feet, "I have diarrhea. I really can not hold it. Mr. Lance, just let me go to the nearby toilet. Don't worry. My duty is to protect the lady. I dare not casually delay."

Lyra looked at Anthony and said, with a vague accusation, "Why are you giving him a hard time? It's a constant occurrence to have diarrhea. He doesn't mean to be sick."

Anthony was not too happy, but for Lyra's sake, he compromised.

"Mason, you take him to the toilet. Keep a close eye on him. Don't let him get lost. It won't be easy to explain if the patrol guards catch him."

"Yes."

Once Mason and Chad left, Anthony quietly leaned closer to Lyra.

Lyra felt his approach. Her hands were hidden in the sleeve, subconsciously touching the Emerald Green Ring worn on his finger. Then she lowered her face.

"We're in the palace. There are many people here. I am still engaged with Malcolm, so behave yourself."

Anthony's eyes narrowed and his tone was instantly unkind: "Are you trying to trick me by not breaking off the engagement with him even now?"

"No, I'm not."

Lyra explained calmly, "I'm just defending the interests of my family, not to mention that you said you want to have a wedding. After we get married, what does it matter if my engagement in Crana is canceled o not?"

"That makes sense. Malcolm should be surprised if he suddenly learns the fact that you're already mine!"

He smiled wickedly, and his deep blue eyes shone with excitement.

He was going to hold a grand wedding ceremony.

He wanted the world to know that Lyra Lloyd married him!

Especially Malcolm! He must need to know it!

Lyra glared at him with cold eyes, "Anthony, you'd restrain yourself from making me disgusting! If I replace out you dare to deliberately take these things and exaggerate them to irritate Malcolm, I will never let you

off!"

When docile rabbits got irritated, they would bite for counterattack, not to mention Lyra was like a hot-tempered little leopard.

Seeing that Lyra was angry, he immediately smiled and soothed her, "Okay, as long as you're willing to marry me, I'll listen to you."

Lyra stopped talking and continued on her way, and the two soon arrived at Arzew Palace.